DAVE

 

Caring for your parents in their golden age

 

Is a commitment that is not easy to gauge.

 

They may need a little; they may need a lot

 

Like a run on sentence ending in dot, dot, dot.

 

 

The needs and the wants change from night unto day

 

Even from minute to minute, it is hard to really say.

 

Thank you for giving so much of your self

 

To help your parents manage their failing health.

 

 

Your dedication and commitment during this tough time

 

As you try very hard to see beyond the blurry line

 

Is making a difference to your dad and your mom

 

Who are fortunate to have such a good caring son.

 

As Memory Fades

 

With my memory I relight the fire easily;

In my journey day after day,

I can go back to zero, of any story,

if I try hard enough.

With her memory, there is nothing

Nothing to which to return

Because there is nothing, no memory

of anyone or anything.

Now she is all alone, 

even with all of us around her;

she is alone within herself

and doesn’t even know that.

There are outbursts and then silence

Inside those you sense sadness and frustration,

and the emptiness within her touches

all of us right to the core.

I can easily go back to zero

But she is stuck at zero every step of the way;

yet she smiles, she laughs, eats and sleeps

as her remaining days unfold.

 

Heartbreak In Paris


We can't be wordless in this time of crisis
Dig deep if you can't find them
Because they are there.
Words like barbaric, abysmal and bad;
Sadistic, stupid and sad;
Crazy, cruel and incomprehensible;
Dumb, demented and indefensible;
Terrifying, troubling and tough;
Paris has suffered enough.
Powerful, paralyzing, punishing;
Heartbreaking, hearts beating, almost defeating;
But not quite.
Your words will bring back the light
To Paris, in both day and in night.

Tribute to Michelle Stilwell

 
In the chair with wheels turning around and around
Is Michelle Stilwell who blocks out the cheering sounds
  and focuses solely on the victory's crown.
 
Pushing and pushing her hands on the rims
Hustling and hustling like a fish and its fins
She crosses the finish line feeling just fine
She's a force to be reckoned with
As she improves on her times.
 
Time is her goal in all of her meets
Her best posted time is the main one to beat
Powerful arms and tucked away feet
Watching her fly is really quite neat.
 
Congratulations Michelle on all of your quests
It is so great to see people doing their best!
 

 

 

 

Moving Life Ahead


Stress and worry
Wonder and cry
Festering headache
Above my right eye.

Too many questions
Too many chores
Don't want to hear
The slamming of doors.

Do this, do that
And this and that too
Hard to please everyone
Or to know what to do.

I keep pushing myself
To list it all out
Keep the pace moving
And then I feel doubt.

Am I doing too much
Or maybe enough
Is it possible I'll fail
Or forget some key stuff?

Who is watching
And who really cares?
Learn to delegate
Or do things in pairs.

See the red roses
And breathe the fresh air
Taste what really matters
As this life has no spares!